My two year old

Four of four. Mason's birthday is the last in our little family. In true Mason fashion, he's decided all the details of his birthday. All that matters to him is having a balloon and having steamed dumplings for dinner after spending a day at the zoo.

I wish I could adequately describe Mason or  I could somehow just bottle him up so I never forget his little crooked smile or how he says " Ok, mama." even as he's running away from me, doing the opposite of what I asked. If only there was a way to portray the way he adores those he loves and how his favorite thing is to make other people laugh. Of course, Mason has a very certain way of letting you ( and the world ) know when he isn't happy. He inherited that fiery Rose temper and learning to contain that takes a lot of work. In fact, I'm not sure any of us have really figured it out. None the less, he loves with that same passion and those who are lucky enough to be in the wake of that adoration cannot help but get drunk on this little boy's personality.

As I was putting him to bed tonight and he asked me to see " Rock a bye, rock a bye" , his favorite bed time song ( second only to " Sunshine" ( You are my Sunshine) ) the thought crossed my mind that I was , for the last time, putting to bed a baby of mine. I'll never have a one year old again. And though our family is complete, I wish for just one day that I could cuddle that crabby little baby. When I think back on those days that were so tangled in anxiety, I remember with great joy the way that tiny baby, barely able to hold his head up, could spot me across the room and he'd lock his gaze on me, not crying, but almost like he was admiring. And I could literally feel that love from him right then.

Mason is a man of certainty ( even when he's uncertain....figure that one out). And there are very few things in life that I am certain of. One of those things is that this boy, this little man in the making, will be fierce and he will always carry passion with him. I am so happy and honored that I get to be in the front row, watching him grow and learn. I just hope he slows it down so I can enjoy feeling the weight of him as he fits perfectly on my lap, holding my hand as I turn the pages of a book. Slow down, my boy.

Favorites:
Red
Doo-oughts ( donuts)
Anything with wheels
His sister
Anything his sister has
Being outside  ( " Sweem, Mama!" - Swing, mama! )
Raspberries
Running around the tree in the front yard


Here is Mason's 2nd year re-cap video. You can click the little box in the lower right corner to make it bigger. There is music, so adjust your speakers accordingly. I will work on getting the rest of the blog updated soon!